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Eight years ago,
I was lead prosecutor

on a murder trial
that divided the country.

When the jury found
movie star Sevvy Johnson

not guilty of double homicide,

I was devastated.

You did everything
you could, Maya.

I left that life
and everyone in it behind.

Then the unthinkable happened.

He killed again.

You have to come back, Maya.

This time, we're gonna get him.

Jessica brought
the jacket to me...

Evidence
that he was beating her.

I'm willing to offer $18 million

for information leading
to Jessica's real killer.

No! Come on!
What are you doing?!

No, please! You know I can't go
back to the boss empty-handed.

My assistant... she'll wire you
whatever you need.

N-No! No!

We can't afford
to keep the uniform

on protection detail anymore.

Maya's stalker...
Leaving gifts at her doorstep.

He just murdered a man
in Maya's living room.

Least your case
just got a whole lot easier.

With Wolf's guy out of the way?

Yeah.

I'll see you tomorrow, Leo.

I think I said too much.

I talk too much sometimes.

Gets me in trouble.

I should really
get back to my hotel.

My boyfriend's waiting.

Day 25.

What?

First pair of earrings
I gave you

during
the Severen Johnson trial.

You wore them... day 25.

You knew I'd be watching.
Y-Y-You wore them on TV, right?

I-I wanted to show
my appreciation.

Then you left. Eight years ago,
you just vanished on me.

You should have told me
they were from you.

I would have thanked you.

When you came back,
I was going to. I was, you know?

But it seemed like he's...

He's always around, you know?

I know you, Maya.

How you eat
a spoonful of peanut butter

when your blood sugar's low

and how you watch HGTV
when you're stressed

and the Food Network
when you're lonely.

I-I know you're allergic
to penicillin.

I know sometimes you need
comfort more than advice.

Does he know you like that?

Is he willing to do anything
to make you happy?

Maya.

I killed a man for you.

Get back here!

Aah!

Ugh!

Aah!

Unh!

Maya!!

Unh!

Help! Somebody please help!

Please!

Maya?

Oh, my God.

CJ.

You're okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're okay. I got you.

Are you sure you're all right?
You're not injured?

The medic checked me out.

I just have a few scrapes.
I'm fine.

Leo's worked in this building
longer than I have.

You never know.

I've had his security clearance
deactivated

and tripled the number of guards
around the building.

Surveillance cameras show
that he left the parking garage

and fled south.

Police are canvassing the area
and checking his house.

Riv. You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah. Hi.

Been worried sick.

You.

I told you
she needed more protection.

Look, I-I'm pissed, too,
but this is on LAPD.

They pulled Maya's
security detail out of spite.

I don't care if I have to
wake up Chief Roberts

out of his own damn bed.

I'm gonna get you guys
shadowed 24/7

till this psycho's caught.

You stare, you're unemployed.

Hey. Oh, hey.
How you feeling, mate?

Well, I won't be wearing
flip-flops anytime soon,

but otherwise...

What are you doing... here?

In all the commotion,
I forgot to tell you last night.

Your friend, uh... Georgia?

Angela? She quit.

My day's already getting better.

Yeah, I wanted to come in
and look over

all of these tips
that are coming.

Sevvy, you're wasting your time.

Angela was right
about one thing.

$18 million brings out
all the crazies.

No, listen.

I found something real.

Yeah.

A valet at The Mandeville
in Las Vegas

says that he saw Jessica
in the hotel

last President's Day weekend.

No, no, it's true.
She was there.

And what does that
have to do with her murder?

The valet says
that he saw some... dude...

grab her in an Aston Martin.

She lied, Wolf.

She was bloody cheating on me.

Well, that doesn't mean you need
to go to this dark place.

No, it's all making
a whole lot of sense.

I mean, after she came back
from the trip,

she seemed different, distant.

I mean, that's why I hired...
Buck to follow her.

What if this guy killed her?

I'll find somebody new.
We'll check it out.

Not good enough, mate.

I'm going myself. Oh... No.

And you're coming with me.

Yeah.

I just quit gambling.
You want me to go to Vegas?

I'll keep you out of trouble.

You've only got
nine toes to spare.

How am I supposed to
convince Judge Song

to let you out of the state?

Like you said, it's why
I pay you the big bucks.

I don't know
what you said to the Chief,

but I've had two unis on me
like glue, so thanks.

It's the least I could do.

Your safety is
our number-one concern.

But since you're here...

I heard that Julianne Johnson
paid you a visit last night?

She owned up
to planting the jacket,

and she's willing to testify.

Which means Wolf can't try

to torpedo
the rest of our evidence.

He's trying
to torpedo Gabe Johnson.

This morning, we received a copy

of a signed affidavit
from his sister, Star.

She says Gabe followed
her and Sevvy into the woods,

and that Gabe assaulted Sevvy
without provocation.

There's no mention
of a duffel bag being burned

or of one at all.

That is
a complete and total lie.

Well, it's a lie
the jury very well may believe.

Wolf's already done a number
on Gabe's credibility.

He hit Sevvy in self-defense.

Well, I'm concerned
he's spinning out.

I put in a call
to the motel we've had him in.

They haven't seen him
for two days.

All I know is,
we have one person

saying there's a bag
of potentially damning evidence

and one person saying
it never existed.

This is a problem.

We need to get Star Johnson
on our side.

You need to flip her.

'Cause right now, our case is
hanging on by a damn thread.

Am I under arrest?

That's my new security detail.

It's a long story.

Can we talk?

Come in.

I need to ask you a favor.

The D.A.'s office
should put me on retainer.

Gabe?

What's going on?

Been worried about you.
I heard you left the motel.

He's staying here with me now.

Is that why you came?

No, Star...
Wolf has her on record

saying the bag Sevvy gave you
never existed.

She's lying.

I believe you.

Wolf is trying
to use your daughter

to create reasonable doubt,

but I think
I have a way to fix it.

If you could convince her to
come in and give a deposition

saying she was coerced into
making a false statement...

Star is her father's daughter.

That child has defied
being controlled

since the moment
she came out of the womb.

Then she should know
what she's up against,

because if she gets on the stand
and lies,

I'll go after her for perjury.

That sounds like an ultimatum.

Not my intention.

I just want you
to be aware of the stakes.

I am.

All Maya wants is
for Star to tell the truth.

Okay.

I'll do what I can.

No, please.

I have a friend
who's part owner at Rocado.

Nine-month waiting list.

You name the day, the time?
You're in.

No, thank you, Judge Song.
Thank you.

Ugh. She is insufferable.

But I did get you permission
to go to Vegas.

Oh, great.

You know, this little jaunt to
Sin City could be your demise.

Right now, we're golden.
Maya Travis' case is crumbling.

It's getting weaker every day,

largely thanks
to my machinations.

I know, Wolf.
You're a genius, okay?

We start turning over rocks

without knowing
what's underneath?

That is gambling.

Listen, call the airport.
We're going.

Judge says you can't fly.

No.

Guess we're taking a road trip.

Thanks for calling.

Yeah, no problem.

Still processing the scene,

but I figured you'd want
to take a look for yourself.

Leo killed Buck
and tried to kill Maya.

Hell yeah, I do.

So, there's nothing here

that speaks
to where he may have fled.

No family in town,
no friends, so...

Wait till you see in here.

Did you see this scrapbook?

Yeah.

And check this out.

We dug up some audio files
from his computer.

Yeah, um, can I get
a chicken salad?

No, wa... scratch that.

A-A cheeseburger, fries,
and a large coffee?

So he planted bugs
in the war room,

her house, and in her car?

Yeah.

That sicko wanted to know
her every move.

Oh, Leo.

Big mistake.

Big.

So, you want me to use
the bug in my car to lure Leo?

He could be out there,
hiding somewhere,

waiting to hear
where you're gonna be next.

So then what...
I just drive around

until he starts following me?

No.

Use me... as bait.

What?
I'm the one who provoked him.

All right, who, in his mind,

is keeping you
from being with him.

I'm a natural target.

Leo's already killed one person.
It's too risky. No.

James can help.

We have the LAPD
on our side now.

We could do this.

We could keep him safe.

Maya... look.

This is our best chance.

We could end this... right now.

You're sure about this?

Okay.

Let's do it.

Let's stalk the stalker.

Honey, I, uh... I wasn't
expecting a table for three.

I know. I'm sorry.

This is Brianna Dear. She's a...

Political consultant.
Your reputation precedes you.

I apologize for the intrusion,

but I had a last-minute opening
in my schedule.

Brianna and I met through
friends at Perch last week.

I let it slip that you were
planning to announce

your D.A. candidacy soon.

Matthew, I'm paid quite a lot
to be realistic... and blunt.

Okay. The buzz around town

is that the Johnson case has
become a complete disaster.

But I have a plan that will
save your political future.

Resign immediately.

Denounce Maya Travis
and Alan Wiest for incompetence.

Then announce you're running
on a platform

promising to clean house
at the D.A.'s office.

You are blunt.

And I have a 1:30 across town.

If you decide you want
to take this to the next level,

give me a call.

I can get you there.

Wow.

I know. It's not subtle.

Subtle?

Honey, it's slash-and-burn.
I won't do it.

You're a loyal man, Matthew.

It's one of the things
I love most about you.

But you already saved Maya once.

You can't keep saving her.

It's time to start thinking
about you.

The police think that Leo may
know where we've been staying.

So we can't go back
to the hotel.

I'm sick of relying on the cops.

You give me two minutes
with that psycho,

and he will not
bother you again.

Don't talk like that.
Let them handle it.

Well, then, where are we
supposed to go?

My friend Denise has
a vacation home in Topanga.

I've stayed there before.

That would be nice...
Get out of the city.

Get a little alone time.

I'll give her a call.
It should be okay.

Why don't I drop you
here at the office?

You'll be safe
until they catch him.

I'll head to the hotel
and grab our stuff,

and then get up to Topanga.

I'll text you the address
and the lock box code,

but you can't miss it.

It's just north
of Lookout Trail.

There's a rooster
on the mailbox.

Sounds good.

Love you.

Be careful.

I love you, too.

And I will.

And now we wait.

Okay.

Initials here and here.

Signature here.

Automobile travel
to and from Las Vegas only.

One overnight stay.

Any violation will
land you back in jail.

Thank you, officer.

You realize that ankle bracelet
has full GPS.

Those rocks
we talked about turning over?

Maya Travis is gonna know where
every single one of them is.

Wolf, I don't care.

I need to know
why Jessica went to Vegas.

Let's go.

You got to promise me.

You cannot let me gamble.

Not even a nickel slot.

I won't let you out of my sight.

Come on.

Wolf?

Keys?

I'm driving.

Right. Yeah.

Be gentle.

That's my baby.

Been hours.

Maybe he's not gonna come.

You have to be patient.

Just want it over with.

CJ, checking in.

She can be
a little overprotective.

I like CJ.

She said she was gonna
kick my ass

if I let anything happen to you.

You know she actually handpicked
the surveillance team outside?

Maya wanted
to call the whole thing off.

Thought it was too dangerous.

Ironic, isn't it?

How the women in our lives
can be protective of us,

but the second we're even
a little protective of them...

We get the "I can
take care of myself" speech.

Yes.

Haven't you heard, man?

Chivalry is dead.

I'm a cowboy.

Chivalry will never be dead.

Have you heard from James?

Nope. Radio silence.

Same with Riv.
It's driving me crazy.

You know, this is weird.

I'm looking at this old
security footage of Leo.

Three days last week,
he goes down

this basement hallway
with a bag,

and then comes back
with nothing.

What's at the end
of the hallway?

I don't know.

Boiler room? Storage closet?

He was stashing something.

Yeah?

Okay. Copy that.

No sign of Leo outside.

Probably just the wind.
It's picking up.

Gonna go take a look.

You stay here.

Oh, my God. You're okay.

I got a murder kit
in the basement

and fresh blood on a ladder.

I cut Leo's face.

What if he came back in the
building after he attacked you?

What if he never left?

How is that possible?
We swept the entire place.

He's a security guard! He knows
this building better than anybody.

He found a place to hide.

We need to put the building
on lockdown.

I'll call Matthew.

He's not answering.

Go to hell.

You got some fight in you,
Matthew.

Tell me what it is
that you want.

Maybe I can help you.

You can't help.

This all went wrong.

It's too late now.

You're frustrated.

I get that.

And, uh...

I'm guessing...
you want to talk to Maya.

Right?

I can arrange that.

You think you know her, huh?

Yeah.

Not like I do!

I spent hours
listening to her voice.

Getting to know
the real Maya Travis.

What she really wants.

Okay.

And what is that?

Ohh.

I think you know.

Deep down, you know.

I just wanted to help her.

I took risks for that girl.

But she doesn't care.

And she needs to know
that there's a price for that!

James?

James?

Hey.

Leo's not going to the cabin.

What? How do you know that?

He's still in the office, Riv.

He's here.

You should be grateful,
you know.

Yeah?

Why's that?

You and Maya...
You have something special.

You know,
I've seen you two together.

I've heard your private talks.

Maya doesn't think of me
that way.

Oh, come on.
We both know that's a lie.

You're a lucky guy.

At least you know...

she'll miss you
when you're gone.

Listen.

I know it's hard.

I really appreciate you coming.
Yep.

I made reservations at the MGM.

We'll check in, go straight
to the rooms, all right?

Unh-unh. We can't stay there.

What? Why not?

I've been black-booked.

Casino term for "banned."

Very hostile pit boss

alleges he caught me
counting cards, but...

God. Whatever.

All right, listen,
I'll... I'll call the Wynn.

Maybe they got
a penthouse available.

Yeah. Have to avoid
that one, too.

Is there anywhere
you haven't been banned, man?

Must be. Uh...

Look, just please tell me
you haven't done anything

to piss off The Mandeville.

We're gonna need to look
at those security tapes of Jess.

Well, technically, I've been
black-booked there, too...

For life.

Wolf.

B-But I have a plan.

I have a plan.

Matthew!

Are you okay?

Hurts like a son of a bitch,
but apparently, I'll live.

Why did Leo come after you?
Did he say something?

Eh... not a word.

Anyway, it doesn't matter now.
He's dead.

It's over.

I guess you're right.

Matthew, I...

I know.

Me too.

Hey.

Hi.

IA just put me
on administrative leave.

It's... standard procedure.

What you went through
is anything but standard.

I just killed someone.

I know that I had to, but...

You saved Matthew's life
and probably mine.

You're a hero.

Thank you for coming over
at the last minute.

I think a proper family dinner
is long overdue, don't you?

That's what we're calling it?

Family dinner?

What would you like to call it?

An ambush.

You should've told me
that Gabe was here.

Look, I'm sorry for everything.

I just... I... I can't...
I can't do this.

Hang on. Hang on.
I'm not mad at you.

I get it. This...

This thing's screwed up
the both of us.

Which is why
I wanted us all to come together

and make peace.

Come on.

It's just dinner.

All families
have their problems.

The best families
figure out how to solve them.

Now... sit down,
and let's say grace.

Dear Lord,
thank you for the grace

that you bestow on us
in these trying times.

And, Father,
give us the strength

that we need
to stand together as a family

and remember that
we are united in your name.

Amen.

Oh, boy.

This place
really does feel like home.

Mm.

A home that steals your money
and kicks you out.

I didn't say "a good home."

What's the plan here, Wolf?

Well, we can't just
waltz up to the front desk

and ask for security footage...
Trust me.

Casinos like to keep
their private security private.

Unless, of course,
you know the right people.

Who the hell is that?

With any luck, the right people.

Stephanie.

What brings you all the way up
to the top floor?

A headache I do not need today.

Why are you
back in my hotel, Ezra?

Well, would you believe me
if I said I miss you?

I believe you miss
the blackjack table.

Mm-hmm.

Did you think
I wouldn't catch you again?

Well, actually,
I was kind of counting on it.

I need a favor.

I don't do favors.

You have 90 seconds
to clear this room.

Hang on.

I assume you know my client
Sevvy Johnson?

The murderer?

I'm familiar.

I was found innocent.

80 seconds.

Then I assume you know
the most recent instance

of him being accused of a murder
he did not commit.

And it looks like
this casino may be implicated.

Continue.

Jessica Meyer spent
one hell of a weekend here

not too long ago.

Might just be the reason
why she was murdered.

I knew as soon as I saw you,
it was gonna be a bad day.

Mm.

What do you want?

Dig up security footage
of Jessica,

and I will make sure
that what happened in Vegas...

stays out of the news.

Now, how's that for a favor?

Hey.

Thank God you're okay.

Thank God we both are, huh?

How's Matthew doing?

He's in surgery.

Ugh.

Nightmare of a day, huh?

But it's over now.

Yeah.

So why
do you still look worried?

No. What?

No, I'm not worried. Not at all.

I just...

What?

I don't know. Um...

today just got me thinking
about a few things.

Like you... and me.

And our future.

Oh, my God.

And after all the insanity
we've just been through,

our future has never
been more clear.

Riv...

No, no, let me finish.
Let me finish.

Maya.

This... This case has
taken too much from you.

Let's just put it in our past
and have our future...

Just me and you on that farm.

Forever.

Maya Travis...

will you marry me?

I'm not hearing a "Yes."

I-It's just...

Oh, man.

You don't have to say it.

I've thought about it.
Of course I have.

I can't just leave.

Well, that's pretty clear.

It's my work. It's a part of me.

No, it used to be a part of you,

but now it's become all of you.

Maya, I never...

I never thought that you could
become this self-destructive.

That's not fair.

Okay, if you don't understand
what I'm doing here,

you don't understand me.

Then I guess I don't,
but, obviously...

I'm in the wrong place.

Riv.

I'm just gonna go pack my bag.

It was nice tonight,

even if your father
couldn't be here.

Is that his choice or yours?

Mine.

Lines need to be drawn, Star.

You used to be
on his side of the line.

I finally faced the truth.

I can't keep protecting him.

I have to do what's right.

And so do you.

I know that you and Gabe

are telling
two different stories

about what happened
to that bag in the woods.

Mom, I don't want
to talk about this!

I'm trying to unburden you.

Tell me what really happened.

I didn't know what to do.

About the bag?

About everything.

I was scared.

I didn't want
Dad to go to prison.

Is that why you burned it?

Just stay out of it.

Star.

Gabe said
there was evidence in it.

Tell me what you saw.

You've got to be kidding.

You're recording me?!

I'm helping you.

That's what Dad said!

Did you know
about this little trap?

It's not a trap.

We just want Dad
to pay for what he did.

Oh, my God. You were in on it.

I mean, Jessica was
your friend, right?

Don't you want to do
the right thing?

For her?

This whole family is toxic!

Star.

Star, wait!

We've been here an hour already.

Yep.

It's gonna take a little time
to go through stuff.

Hello, love.

Don't call me that.

I'm gonna say this quick,
and then I'm gonna hang up.

Slow down. What's happened?

I'm done.

Done? With what?

With all of it!

I'm not going on the stand
for you or for them.

I'm not going
anywhere near this trial.

I am done with this family.

Forever.

Star, please. Listen to me.

Star?

What happened? Bad news?

I don't know what happened.

Star... she won't testify.

Well, we'll get her back.
Don't worry.

My daughter...
S-she... she hates me.

My daughter hasn't talked to me
in six years.

You got a daughter?

Penelope.

She's a lawyer.

Sevvy, the thing about kids...

You can only hurt them
if they love you.

If they don't love you,

they don't care what you do.

Believe me, I know.

Don't make it any easier.

Am I interrupting something?

A welcome interruption.

Please tell us
you found something.

Well, let's just
get this over with

so I can kick you out of my casino.
Mm-hmm.

I found some security footage
on Jessica.

There she is, being picked up
at the front of the hotel.

This guy... who is he?

Well, I can promise you,
it's not what you think it is.

It isn't a date.

I know him... Andre Spencer.

He runs the Tactical Advantage
Shooting Club.

A gun range?

A high-end gun range.

He trains clients
with deep pockets.

Door-to-door service.

Is that a hobby of hers
I don't know about?

No. Jessica hated guns.

She told me she'd never
shot one in her life.

Gentlemen.

What can I do for you?

Tell me what the hell you were
doing with Jessica Meyer.

Sevvy, easy. Act nicely.

Nah, it's cool.

Figured somebody would
come around eventually.

Just wasn't expecting
the great Sevvy Johnson himself.

I'm a big fan of you,
my brother.

I told her that, too.

So you remember Jessica?

Come on, man. I read my TMZ.

I know who she was dating.

We took care of her, believe me.

What do you mean,
you took care of her?

What the hell
was she doing here?

You didn't know about it?

Then I guess there's something
I should probably show you.

Jessica bought
the whole place out.

She said she needed her training
to be quick and private.

Training for what?

She said she got a part
in a movie.

Started off shaky, but as you can
see, she's a fast learner.

Hey.

What gun is she using?

That's the Infinity
Titanium .45.

Not my choice for beginners,
but she only wanted to use that.

Nothing else.

We need a minute.

So, I'm guessing
there was no movie.

Want to tell me
why that gun is so important?

Wolf, that was the same gun
that we have at home.

I kept it right beside
the bed where we slept.

This is the woman I loved.

And I think...

She was planning to kill me.

Maya? Hey, Effy.

I was just looking
for Matthew's room.

He just got out of surgery.

And you're the last person
he needs to see right now.

He almost died...
Because of you.

I don't know
what I was thinking,

convincing Matthew
to bring you back.

What?

I wasn't gonna let Matthew
take the fall

if this case went wrong.

That's the only reason
you're here right now.

I don't understand.

He's planning to run for D.A.

All you are to my husband
is political cover.

My chief deputy,
Matthew Collier,

was overcome
by Ms. Travis' stalker.

Thankfully, his life was saved
through the heroic efforts

of our investigator,
CJ Emerson...

Don't.

He's not worth the spike
in your blood pressure.

Well, the surgeon said
I was lucky.

It was just a deep laceration.
No muscle damage.

And you're getting
a ton of positive press.

For getting tied up
and almost killed?

There's a wave
of public sympathy for you.

I called Brianna.

She said we should
take advantage of the moment

and announce your candidacy.

I want to hold off on that.

Take some time to think
about what we really want.

This is what we want.

And we need to strike
while the iron's hot.

Effy.

I'm scheduling
a press conference for Friday.

We can do it right here
in the hospital.

I'll go get you some ice chips.

Maya, it's Julianne.

I spoke to Star
about what we discussed.

She's not gonna help us.

I'm sorry.

He gave me this
when we got home.

He did it again.

I laughed too hard

when Gabe made fun
of Sevvy's crappy golf swing.

I'm such an idiot.

My dad tried to warn me,
and I should have listened.

I can't believe it.

She was gonna kill me.

Calm down, Sevvy.

Must have been her plan...

To kill me
and take all my money.

That doesn't even make sense.

You and Jessica weren't married.

She wouldn't have gotten a dime.
What the hell was she doing, then?

Training at a gun range
like a bloody assassin?

Maybe Star's right.

I turn everyone I love
against me.

Why didn't she just leave you?

I mean, I gave her everything.

She wasn't
who you thought she was.

I didn't know who I was
bloody living with.

That's the question.

All this time.

All this time, you were...

Oh, my God.

You actually might be innocent.

I've watched this a thousand
times and never noticed.

The only reason
why I noticed it now

is because I pressed "Pause"
at the right time.

You see it?

It could be an artifact,
a flaw in the tape.

Let me play it frame by frame.

Look at the right side.

That's a shadow.

Somebody else
was in the storage unit

when Jessica made these tapes.

I laughed too hard

when Gabe made fun
of his crappy golf swing.

I'm such an idiot.

My dad tried to warn me,
and I should have listened.

Wait.

I need to say his name.

I forgot to say
"Sevvy's crappy golf swing."

Let's start over.